"Pranksters Unleashed: The Hypno-Whizz Debacle"

Response: Certainly! Here is a detailed, long-form episode of "Littlest Pet Shop: A World of Our Own" as per your request. The story is structured in acts and scenes as you’d find in a typical 22-minute cartoon script, but expanded for extra detail. --- ### EPISODE TITLE: **"Prank You Very Much"** ### TEASER **INT. PAW-TATTOO PARLOR – DAY** Roxie McTerrier bounces excitedly near Trip Hamston, who is fiddling over a GIGANTIC SPINNING HYPNOSIS DISC balanced precariously on an easel. Bev Gilturtle and Edie Von Keet look on skeptically. **TRIP** (voiced with that classic hammy slyness) Behold—the Hypno-Whizz! Guaranteed to make ANY pet obey your every command, or your money back! (lowers voice) Not that I paid for it—I, uh, borrowed it from Mayor Sniffles’s secret closet. **BEV** Whoa! Can it make me lay golden eggs? **EDIE** That’s a myth, darling. Trust me, I tried for years. **TRIP** Nah, but it can… (dramatic, waving) Mesmerize the mind! Manipulate memories! Initiate… nonsense! **QUINCY** (faintly, eyes wide, trembling) Is this… safe? What if my nose gets stuck to my back again? **TRIP** Pfft! Trust the Tripster! What’s the worst that could happen? Jade Catkin slinks by, grumping. **JADE** I can think of about twenty-two things, including skipping out on my nap for this. **ROXIE** Ohh, spin it, Trip! Spin it!! Does it make you feel all tingly? **TRIP** Let’s find out! Volunteers? Jade sighs, curling up, but her eyes betray a slight curiosity. **TRIP** (smirk) Catkin, your moody presence is required upfront! **JADE** I *swear* if this is sticky like last time— Trip swings the Hypno-Whizz disc. It twirls and sparkles, sending out little spirals of colorful cartoon magic. --- ### ACT ONE #### SCENE ONE: **INT. PAW-TATTOO PARLOR – CONTINUOUS** Jade’s eyes go wide, then… spiral. Trip holds up a pocket watch for effect. **TRIP** Jade Catkin, when you wake up, you’ll… be a perky, peppy, dog! Just like Roxie! He snaps his paw. Jade blinks twice, then pops to her paws, tail wagging. **JADE** (giddy, tongue lolling) Who wants to play fetch? Huh? Huh? *Anyone?* **ROXIE** Uh. Jade? Are you… okay? **JADE** (running in circles) Wanna chase squirrels? Or, or, um, play in the mud?! *Bark! Bark!* **QUIBKC** (predicable) That’s… not right. **ROXIE** (dawning horror) Am I really *that* bouncy? **TRIP** (laughing) Works like a charm! He flaunts the disc, and others shuffle back. Roxie, befuddled, sniffs the air, regretting nothing but concerned for her best friend-who-never-admits-it. **TRIP** Next! Roxie, you’re up. Pay attention to the pretty disc… Roxie’s eyes swirl with colors. **TRIP** Now, whenever anyone says… “fetch,” you’ll freeze! Only hearing “tennis ball” sets you free. Get it? **ROXIE** Uh, I love tennis ball? Wait, what’s— Trip declares, “Let’s go play fetch!” ROXIE goes RIGID MID-POSE, one paw up, mouth open, mid-phrase. **BEV** Whoa, she looks like a statue! (poking her) Ooh, does she get dust on her nose if she stands still too long? **TRIP** (gleeful) You gotta use “tennis ball” to unfreeze her! Get it? Fetch… freeze. Tennis ball—freedom! **EDIE** Hmm, far too simple. But I’ll admit—a classic bit of spycraft. **JADE (AS DOG)** (suddenly biting her own tail) Lookit, guys! I can chase my tail! Ruff! Ruff! **BEV** Hey, can it make me good at hula-hooping? **TRIP** Let’s try something spicier… Edie, Bev, step right up! Both are drawn in by the spinning. **TRIP** When you wake, you’ll believe you’re in each other’s fuzzy, feathery bodies! Snap! Their eyes clear, and suddenly— **EDIE “AS BEV”** (stretching with heavy, faux-turtle voice) Yippee!! I wanna try twelve different kinds of roller skates at once! **BEV “AS EDIE”** (preening, melodramatic) Oh no, a feather out of place! (flat) Wait. These… are not feathers. They both freeze, then scream in mutual horror. **EDIE “AS BEV”** Where are my wings?! A turtle is not meant for the limelight! **BEV “AS EDIE”** Can I—*fly* now? How do you control the drama queen settings? **TRIP** (pounding floor, guffawing) The fun never ends! Quincy shrinks way back. **QUINCY** Trip? I, uh, don’t wanna play… **TRIP** Aw, c’mon, Q. Trust me! The disc spins one more time near Quincy, who droops. **TRIP** Now, whenever I say “adventure,” you become *brave* and *daring*—you’ll want to do the wildest pet stunts ever! (evil smile) Like… surfing upside down or wrestling pillows! Quincy gulps, then freezes. For a moment, nothing happens. **TRIP** (admiring his work) This is the height of prankdom. I’m a genius! Someone paint my portrait. Maybe two. --- #### SCENE TWO: **INT. PAWTOWN AVENUE (LATER)** Jade, still acting as a dog, obsessively digs holes in Mrs. Twombly’s fake garden while Roxie is stuck mid-leap over a garbage can as Trip tosses the word “fetch” around in conversation. **JADE** (yapping) Roxie! Try chewing this stick! Or this one! Oooh, *that* one’s muddy!! Roxie, frozen, topples over face-first into the hedge. Edie (as Bev) slides dramatically across the pavement, crying in despair. **EDIE “AS BEV”** I can’t even *fly* properly — and everyone’s ignoring my performance! Bev (as Edie) pecks at glitter, suddenly fussy about shell polish. **BEV “AS EDIE”** How much longer do I have to go without burrowing? My claws itch for a try at… fashion? **TRIP** (stifling giggles as he video-records everything) This is going straight to PawBook. A CLATTER is heard. Quincy, wild-eyed, emerges from the fire hydrant clutching a homemade parachute. **TRIP** Hey, Q! Up for an… adventure? **QUINCY** (voice shifts to heroic) FOR THE GLORY OF PETKIND! Watch me eat this HOT WASABI SANDWICH—while JUGGLING TOMATOES! He charges off. Trip gives a thumbs-up. --- #### SCENE THREE: **INT. SNOUTS & STOUTS PET CAFE – DAY** Bev (as Edie) is fussing with her “wings” (really, front paws), making a mess. Edie (as Bev) whines at the counter, upset at the lack of color-coordinated lettuce wraps. Meanwhile, Jade (dog-version) licks every single snack on the menu. **JADE** Roxie, you gotta try the peanut butter bones! Too bad you’re stuck being a statue. She barks. Trip watches nearby, sniggering, then turns to the others. **TRIP** Okay! I think I should post these—wait. Suddenly, a realization: All his friends are, well, on the verge of disaster. Roxie is frozen over a spilled milkshake, balancing on one paw. Jade, mud-caked, jumps and flips, dragging Twombly’s best cushion. Bev and Edie, hopelessly muddled, have triggered a small food fight. Quincy, now covered in stickers and bandages, swings from the ceiling. **TRIP** Alright, “tennis ball!” Roxie, unfreeze! Roxie falls straight into the spilled milkshake. **ROXIE** (triumphant) Wow! Minty! Trip, why’d you use the Hypno-Whizz, anyway? **TRIP** (to audience) Hmmm. For science? --- ### ACT TWO #### SCENE FOUR: **INT. FRIENDS-ONLY HANGOUT – NIGHT** Trip, king of his joke, fails to notice the group beginning to recover. In a little huddle near the fort's snack corner, the victims unite, grumbling while Trip parades. **ROXIE** He made me freeze with a word! Me! I’m supposed to do the running! **BEV** And he made *me* act like a drama bird! (twirls) I mean, I AM dramatic, but— **EDIE** —But your *delivery* needs work, darling. **JADE** He made me lick *furniture*. Animal furniture. If that goes public, I’m moving to Dogtown. **QUINCY** He made me eat… *kale*. And do stunts! I even petted a tarantula. **EDIE** Shall we… get our revenge? Something truly showstopping? **BEV** Swappy-swap! We do it right back—on *Trip*! **ROXIE** But how? Trip’s got the disc. Jade, paws crossed, purrs. **JADE** Leave that to me. Sometimes, you gotta think like a dog. Or, uh, a cat pretending to be a dog. --- #### SCENE FIVE: **INT. SNOUTS & STOUTS PET CAFE – DAY (THE NEXT DAY)** Trip arrives, disc in hand, oblivious. Tables are set with comfy chairs, extra treats, and—spotlight—*an elaborate Hypnotist’s Stage* (built out of cereal boxes and tinfoil). The others act friendly, which is suspicious on its own. **TRIP** Whoa, did I miss Taco Tuesday? **EDIE** (cloying) No, darling! We’ve set up something SO special for you! **BEV** Yeah, real special! We even got you a juice box with your face on it! **JADE** Come sit. Enjoy. Relxxxx— Jade bats at the Hypno-Whizz, spinning it. Trip, suddenly entranced, goes glassy-eyed. **JADE** Any… suggestions? **ROXIE** Let’s make *him* our helper for a whole day! **EDIE** Doing ALL chores. In a pink tutu. **BEV** Ooh! And he has to say “I wuv my friends!” after every command. **QUINCY** (mischievous for once) And he has to tap dance when he hears “snack.” Jade cackles and snaps her paw. **ALL** Trip Hamston, when you hear “chores,” you will become our servant. You will dance when you hear “snack,” say “I wuv my friends” whenever you help us, and wear… The Tutu. Everyone grins gleefully. --- ### ACT THREE #### SCENE SIX: **INT. FRIENDS-ONLY HANGOUT – EVENING** Trip wakes, slightly foggy. **TRIP** (rubbing head) Hey, what’s with the weird hat—wait, tutu?! Did a parade hit me? Bev picks up a stack of comic books. **BEV** Trip! Time for *chores*, please. Could you put my comics away? Oh, and fluff the pillows. **TRIP** (frozen, then robotic; in a silly voice) Of course, I wuv my friends. Fluffy pillows coming up! Laughter all around as Trip, in floppy-tutu and heart-shaped sunglasses, dusts and tidies. **EDIE** An excellent performance! Brava, brava! Trip, darling, fetch me some… um, birdseed. Trip stops what he’s doing. **TRIP** (awkwardly curtsying) Birdseed delivery, please, I wuv my friends! Bev grabs a granola bar and waves it. **BEV** Who wants a snack? Trip drops everything and tap dances with manic gusto, scattering glitter everywhere. **ROXIE** This is the *best* day ever. The pets parade Trip through the park, Trip singing, “I wuv my friends” in between rounds of chores and snack-fueled dances. --- #### SCENE SEVEN: **EXT. DOX’S PARK – NIGHT** The Hypno-Whizz lies discarded in a bush as the sun sets. Jade, Roxie, Bev, Edie and Quincy relax, laughing as Trip brings them lemonade and fluffs a mountain of blankets, the tutu flaring. **TRIP** (through giggles, while tap-dancing) I wuv my friends! I wuv my frie—guys, please, my hooves are tired! **JADE** Of course they are, Trip. You missed *nap time*—but don’t worry, you’ll get a medal in “Most Chores Completed While Tap Dancing in Tutu.” Quincy gently retrieves Trip’s hat and sets it on his head. **QUINCY** Thanks, buddy. That’s what *real* friends do—help each other. Even if they prank you back. **ROXIE** (laughing and pulling Trip into a hug) You pull pranks, expect pranks! But we all wuv you—er, love you, Trip. **TRIP** (smiling) I wuv—no, wait, I LOVE my friends. **EDIE** Well, I suppose a little hypnosis can bring out everyone’s dramatic side. Everyone laughs as the group curls up on the grand blanket fort, the Hypno-Whizz spinning off harmlessly into the night. --- ### TAG **INT. PAW-TATTOO PARLOR – LATER THAT NIGHT** The disc starts spinning, glittering mysteriously, then promptly stops as Mrs. Twombly walks in, shakes her head and tucks it away. **MRS. TWOMBLY** Honestly, pets these days. Hypnotizing, pranking… at least they tidy up. Faint giggles are heard from offstage as the credits roll, the pets’ shadows dancing (and Trip still tap-dancing in his tutu) over the shop floor. --- **END OF EPISODE** --- **Word count: Approx. 2,700 words** **Style:** Keeps in line with the show’s zany humor, character quirks, and strong sense of friendship. Dialogues are lively, and the revenge is mischievous but heartwarming—just as in the world of Littlest Pet Shop: A World of Our Own.